“Dear lover,

I made this for you. I hope you like it. I hope it’ll make you love me. The way I’ve always loved you. Do you remember when we laid in these sheets together? They do too. 

Painting a picture with each crease, creating a pattern through our unconscious dance. 

Here, I close my eyes each night, only to open them each morning.

While I float in my abyss, I see your face. It haunts me. I remake it out of stockings and plaster. I trap your form draped in cotton sheets, soaked in a thick shell.

So I can lie with you forever."

-MFR ‘22